Memorial Day

We made it home for Memorial Day since Matt has been out of town so much lately.  We all wanted to spend the day at home, so Matt cooked some lunch for us all.

After naps, we headed to the Crabtrees for a Memorial Day party.  And again, shame on me.  I got my camera out for the first few minutes and never picked it up again.  I missed some great shots of some great people, but the kids (and the rest of us) had a wonderful time.  We love our fun friends!!


The Lake!

We finally all made it back to the lake for Memorial Day weekend.  Except for missing Austin and Dana, this is the first time we’ve all been together at the lake in a year.  It was odd to think that we were all there a year ago and everything was fine.  Looking back, we knew the cancer had to be there then, but it hadn’t let us know yet.  Very, very strange to think about.  Very, very surreal to think of all the changes it has caused us in a year.  We pushed that aside, though, and we just enjoyed being together and being on the water.  We didn’t get the big boat out, but Dad enjoyed driving his new pontoon, and so did the kids.

Every time we get together at the lake, there just seems to be something better about it.  First, it was the house boat.  We would all cram on the boat and spend the weekends together loving it.  Then, it was the lake house.  We had no idea how great that house was going to be and how much we were all going to love it (and how much room we would actually have not all sleeping on the boat)!  Next, it was the jet skis.  Then, the tram and dock were built.  We could ride the tram straight down to the water/boats.  Then, the man cave was built complete with kitchen, bathroom, bar, Wii, tv, radio, and pool table.  We really didn’t think the place could get any better, but Mom and Dad proved us wrong.  This spring, they added a roof to the dock with tables, chairs, and lounge chairs.  After a full day on the water, we ended the day on the roof of the dock.  It was perfect.  We had snacks, drinks, the ipod, and even a dance party!  I know we will be spending many, many, many hours on this roof-dock (is that what you call it?).  We’ve already named it the “Pickwick Party Deck.”

We can’t wait to watch the fireworks from this exact spot!  It’s going to be a great view!

And, I couldn’t resist this last picture of the kids ending their day.  Bath time before bedtime.  They were blowing bubbles in the bath water with their mouths.  Pretty gross, but too good of a moment not to capture!  And, poor Cole…. would you ever know that he has spent the last week at the beach and the last weekend at the lake?  We’ve been calling him Casper.

Thomas the Train

When you ask Chloe her name, she now says it is “Dora,” and if you call her Chloe, she says, “No.  My name is Dora.”  She no longer calls Matt “Daddy,” but instead calls him “Boots,” and Cole is now “Baby Boots.”  She just can’t get enough of Dora.  For a while, she was stuck on Elmo, but it’s been Dora ever since.

And now, Cole is finally “into” something.  Thomas the Train.  TV just doesn’t interest him, but lately, if Thomas is on, he will watch it.  I walked into the living room today, and I found him sitting on the coffee table watching intently.  It lasted for a good 10 minutes.  And this is a very, very rare occurrence in our household.


Need I say more?  I LOVE the beach.  In fact, when we win the lottery, the first thing we are doing is looking for a beach house.  I just can’t get enough of it!

As much as I love, love, love the beach, this trip got off to a rocky start… for several different reasons.  First, this is the trip that we planned last year.  We had to cancel after Dad’s medical issues.  So, trying to work out our rental house ended up being a huge deal.  A huge pain in the rear.  I won’t go into all the drama and tears that this company (owner) caused me before leaving for this trip.  That would take a whole other blog entry, so I will just leave it at this…. Please don’t ever contact for your vacation rentals.

Okay, now I feel better.

After all that drama, we then had to worry about the oil spill, of all things!  Luckily, it was not an issue at all.  The beaches were beautiful, and we stuffed ourselves full of all the seafood we could handle.  Aside from the news coverage, you would have never known from being at the beach that there is actually a huge, devastating oil spill occurring right now.

On top of all that, we awoke Saturday morning (our day of departure), and I got Cole out of his crib and he was burning up.  His temp reached 103.6, and even though Matt and I had a 5K to run that morning before we left, we had to skip out on that.  Instead, we spent the morning at the doctor.

But….. even after all that happened…..  after all the drama that occurred before the trip, we were bound and determined that this vacation WOULD happen.  So, we set off Saturday afternoon with a sick, sick child and an oil spill threatening our trip.  We had decided we would drive halfway Saturday and spend the night in a hotel, and that night ended up being the funniest night of the trip.  We’ve never stayed in a hotel with both kids, so we knew it was going to be a very interesting night.  It ended up working out much better that we expected.  There are definitely perks to having a husband that travels.  Not only did we have a free night with reward points, but we were updgraded to the “penthouse.”  We had a suite that overlooked the river and city, and our entire suite was windows.  Chloe and Cole were entertained looking out the windows and watching the boats, the carriage rides, and the trains that choo-chooed by.  Our upgrade also came with a free bottle of wine, brie, and crackers, which entertained me and the Daddy.  We laughed because Chloe and Cole have another thing coming if they think all hotel rooms are like this!

Cole was no where near his normal self, but he hung in there.  He and Chole were both running through every room/bathroom in our suite, and Chloe thought it was our new house.  After getting settled, we walked to dinner, an halfway through the meal, Cole put his head down and stayed that way until we were finished.  We have never seen that child do that, so we kew he was sick.  I picked him up at the end of the meal, and he was burning up again.  We got back to the room and put him straight to bed at 7:30, to which he had absolutely no objection.

Chloe, Daddy and I stayed in the living room watching tv, and since there were no kid shows on, we had to keep Chloe occupied.  We were all silly and delirious, but Chloe had a blast and was able to stay up until almost 10:30.  Her daddy didn’t want her sleeping on the pullout living room couch by herself, so hel slept with her while I had the king bed to myself.  Not a bad deal, I didn’t think!  Matt got the brunt of that deal.  Not only could he not get Chloe to stop talking to fall asleep, but then he couldn’t get her back to sleep when she woke at 2:30 wanting to start the day and get to the beach.  After about 45 minutes of coaxing her and then finally telling her she could suck her thumb (a horrible habit we are doing everything to break), she finally went back to sleep.  Since Cole and I had the bedroom to ourselves, I was oblivious that any of this ever occurred.  That morning, though, Matt said he would never sleep with Chloe again.

We loaded back up, and next stop…. the beach!  The DVD did a good job of occupying the kids, but once we got close to the water, it started pouring.  It rained a good portion of day, but by the time we got everything unloaded out of everyone’s car and getting the kids to nap, the rain had stopped.  Because of Cole’s fever/sickness, he did not nap well, so I put him on my chest and the rain lured us both to sleep.  Once awakened though, we hit the beach.  This was Cole’s first time to the beach, but he took right to it.

The rest of the week was spent chasing the kids around in the sand/water.  As much fun as we had with them, it was equally as fun when they napped.  That’s when we had our quiet beach time to sleep/read/drink/be lazy/relax.  Depending on our mood, we either finished the day by eating out or cooking seafood.  We had lots of good shrimp and Royal Reds.  Uncle Austin and Danie were able to make it for half the week, but sadly, Uncle D couldn’t leave work.  Such a bummer.

Sometimes the beach just doesn’t seem the same without a frosty cocktail.  That’s too bad for Dad, though, because he is no longer allowed to drink because of the possible counteraction of his meds.  I don’t know why we haven’t thought of this before, but it occurred to Matt that Dad may like to have some O’Doul’s.   And he did!  He and Danie were O’Doul’s partners-in-crime this week.

Chloe and Cole had a great week with Pappy, Papa Rod, Uncle Aus, and Danie, and Chloe wouldn’t leave Danie’s side.  Chloe ended up enjoying the pool more than the beach, but Cole liked them both.  He was sick pretty much the entire trip, but he handled it like a champ.  As much as he liked the beach sick, I know he would have really loved it if he were feeling 100%.

I think we are all ready to go back again….. however….. I do not care to have a repeat of the drive home any time soon.  Cole was a m.o.n.s.t.e.r.  It took us a couple of hours longer than it should have to get home because we had to stop several times.  I don’t know what his deal was, but he would not be happy.  Chloe, the easy child, was perfectly fine watching movies the whole way, but nothing would satisfy Cole.  We could not wait to get out of the car.  But, that was a small price to pay for such a great week at the beach.  We’re ready to start planning the next beach getaway!

Mother’s Day

I started the day by rolling out of bed at 10:00.  No.  That is not a typo.  I slept until 10:00.  My dear husband let me sleep while he got the kids and went to the grocery.  When I finally did roll out of bed, I walked outside where Matt and the kids were playing.  There was a pot of coffee, a copy of “Us Weekly,” a bowl of fruit, and a flower awaiting me.  And while I sipped my coffee in the sunshine, Matt, Chloe, and Cole smoked a pork tenderloin, scrambled some eggs, and baked some biscuits for me.  Ahhh…. this is the life!

The rest of the day was spent being lazy (by me, anyway) and reading.  Uncle D ended up coming over later, and we played outside all afternoon until we were all hungry.  Of course, we did the usual Sunday night ritual….. Mexican.  As expected, the kids were extra crazy at dinner, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.  They make me – and my life – crazy, but that’s the fun of it.  They keep our house a wreck, the car a wreck, the backyard a mess, and I hardly get to brush my teeth/hair during the day because of them, but they are worth it.  They joy they bring can’t be compared.  Thank you Chloe and Cole for making me a Mom, and thank you to my mom for showing me how to be a Mom!  Happy Mother’s Day!